Here Is All Poem by Kassem Oude
Here Is All
A child could pass all night awake
Waiting for promised nice journey
He'd time shoved quickly by a rake
To start trip at once sans delay
The singer excels on the stage
Sure he'd be pleased by income
Yet his rapture's bigger than wage
While attendees all sway not some
what worth a river for that flows
And mount of foods tasty gratis
If we're choked by hunger claws
Or parched to death by thirst axes
Needs are heavy burden in life
Must be sated in suitable time
Illusions bring nothing but strife
Delayed promises are but chime
Why a poet pours his soul in words
To darken papers or entertain
To live acknowledged or ignored
Could praise in tomb his ear attain.
Kassem Oude
On Wednesday, March 16,2016
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4/24/2024 12:15:03 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Here and now is what matters. Promises of things to come do us no good, and praise after we are dead will never reach our ears. Words of wisdom that are so true. Great poem, Kassem.